I've tried time and time again to understand what went
wrong. What was the turning point that made everything go to s**t? What did I
do wrong to deserve this? But the truth of it is, there was no turning point.
There was never a single moment that changed us. We were just two very different
people. Everything about who we were was different, and maybe that’s what
caused the initial problems.
Things weren't always so bad I guess. When we started out, you
told me I was beautiful and acted like I was an angel in your presence. But
that didn't last long. Soon, there was fighting, name calling, emotional abuse
I was too caught up in love to acknowledge. I wanted you to love me. I wanted
to be loved so badly that I was willing to take the bad with the good. But not
long into things, there was so much bad and not enough good. I kept telling
myself it was my fault. I wasn't a good enough girlfriend, or I didn't pay
enough attention to you. I didn't want to admit to myself that I had gotten
into such a mess. I didn't want to admit that I willingly put myself in a
relationship this toxic. So, I lied to myself. I ignored the signs. The angry
outbursts were because you were stressed. I shouldn't have done what I did. I
beat myself up time and time again over your issues. I let you beat me, call me
names, make me feel like I wasn't good enough for anything all in the name of
love. I told myself you were trying to help me. I told myself that I couldn't
leave because you loved me too much and I didn't want to break your heart. The
saddest part is that through all of the pain, I never wanted to hurt you.
I told myself that I needed to be better for you; that I was
the monster in this relationship. The emotional battles that went on inside my
head would break anyone. I was broken before I knew what happened. I spent all
my time trying (and failing) to make you happy that I let myself fall apart in
the process. I let you break me down into so many pieces; I don’t think I will
ever be able to make myself whole again. I won’t ever feel like I am deserving
of all of someone else’s love again. And if that’s what your goal was, then
congratulations, you succeeded tenfold.
I let you into my heart, into my head, and all you did was
s**t on everything I believed love should be. I don’t think I will ever forgive
you. I've tried. So many times I tried to bury the hatchet. To start over as
friends, but you couldn't do that. You won’t stop until everything about me is
broken. So instead of saying I forgive you, I’ll just hope that one day, you
realize the torment you've put me through. And I hope it brings you to your
knees like it has me so many times. I hope you realize the pain that I went
through trying to stay with you and I hope your heart breaks as mine did. But
after that, I do hope you find love and happiness. I hope you use us as a
lesson on what not to do. I hope you realize what you've done so that you can
work on being better for someone else. I don’t know if that is pathetic or
stupid of me to wish of you or not, but it is what I wish.
Don’t get me wrong, I know I did some terrible things when I
was with you. I said and did things I will never be able to take back and it
will haunt me for the rest of my life. The time I spent with you changed me. It
turned me into someone I didn't know I was capable of ever becoming and I will
spend forever regretting the things I have done. But I hope you can do what I
can’t. I hope you can forgive me for not being better to you. I hope you find
peace in your heart one day and I hope, with me finally out of the picture,
your life gets better and you become someone you can be proud of.